December 6, 2023 | Rome, Italy
Apulian Days2023-08-02T03:07:03+02:00

Apulian Days

The sands of time

By |October 25th, 2020|

Light rain had fallen for most of a virtually sleepless stormy night a few weeks ago. I got up around 6 a.m., when the south-easterly sirocco gale that had blown [...]

One father’s war

By |September 24th, 2020|

This I know: the picture was taken in 1941 by a Rome street photographer while roaming through the city's famous Piazza Navona, a tourist attraction before and after World War [...]

And the rabbi came

By |August 21st, 2020|

Toward the end of June 1990, I drove to the top of the Serra di Spigolizzi, in Salento, to visit two dear friends, the Flemish sculptor Norman Mommens and his [...]

Faking it with glee

By |May 24th, 2020|

The spreading of manipulated information has been a constant throughout most of human history. Now, however, in the social media era, it appears to have reached its zenith. Consciously or [...]

No place left but up

By |March 30th, 2020|

Reading some of the international press coverage of the coronavirus pandemic, one can come across any number of diverging opinions. Some authors and columnists disagree with the virus containment measures [...]

Aldo Magagnino was born in Alezio (Apulia). After a career as a teacher of English he now works fulltime as a literary translator. He now lives in the Apulian town of Presicce, a few miles from Santa Maria di Leuca, land’s end of the Italian boot, with his wife Pina, two dogs, and a variable number of cats.

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